Date: Thu, 19 May 2011 08:16:24 -0400
From: Jase Jason
Subject: Christian's Induction III - Part Twelve
CHRISTIAN'S INDUCTION III
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Part Twelve.
After Mark left Nate's place the night he and Randy had visited, he was agog
with the possibilities he now saw before him. But matters were not to be so
easily achieved as he thought.
Both Nate and Randy were lazing back in easy chairs enjoying the effects of
the weed they had smoked. Randy was nevertheless careful to keep his feet off
the table between them. He hadn't forgotten Nate's previous admonition and,
deep down, he harbored a little fear of him.
"Can you really source that stuff off the internet for Mark?" he enquired of
Nate.
"Nah." replied Nate. "I was fucking with him. I can't source it for myself
and I see no reason why I should go out on a limb for him. I would have to
ask one of my customers to do it and that would undermine my authority with
him. I have to appear to be in control at all times."
"There's something else too dude. The punk is just a kid, 16 going on 17
right?" Randy nodded. "You know how moms are, and I speak from experience.
His mom I guarantee snoops around his room and if she were to unearth weird
stuff like that all hell would break loose." They both had a good laugh at
the thought of it. They could envision Mark trying to explain to his mother
how the piss gag worked. "It would be sure to find its way back to me." said
Nate.
Randy couldn't help but admire Nate's equanimity and foresight in all
matters. He found it difficult to believe he was only 18 going on 19 years
of age; but he had had nearly three years of fending for himself. He kinda
felt sorry for the guys into whom Nate got his claws. Nate wouldn't let go
easily.
When Randy got up to leave, he thanked Nate for the evening. "Think nothing
of it." Nate replied. "You owe me one. You can repay me some time." That
didn't sit too easily on Randy's mind but he said nothing and took his leave.
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There remained just two weeks before the reopening of school and things were
beginning to wind down. Chris decided to go to the mall one morning and
bumped into Randy.
"Well, well, well. If it ain't my cocksucking friend Chris." he laughed. "I
didn't know you cruised in these parts. I woulda thought you had your hands,
or should I say mouth, full already."
Chris looked nervously around in the hope that Randy hadn't been overheard.
"Hi Randy." he managed. "How you doing?"
"Not too bad Chris. Bit of a bummer about school reopening huh?"
"Yea, ain't it just."
"I was chattin with Mark yesterday and we were wondering how things were
gonna work out, what with me, him and your bro all being juniors. Who fucking
knows? We might all land up in the same class. Won't that be something?"
"Poor fucking teacher!" Chris laughed.
Randy thought that maybe Chris wasn't such a bad dude after all. And the fact
that he sucked cock was a definite plus. "Wanna buy me a coke?" he asked.
"Sure." Chris replied and they found a table in the food court.
"Wanna get tuned in to the latest?" Randy asked.
"What you think?" grinned Chris.
"Well you know Mark. He treats girls like shit. They just step outta line
and he dumps them. No questions asked. He's hot and he knows it. Plenty more
where they came from. Well, as you know, he dumped that chick Beth a few
months back. That didn't sit too well with his mom as Beth's folks are old
money and they have plenty of it. Now, combine the fact that Mark's soon
gonna be 17 and in line for a steady high school sweetheart, and that
apparently Beth has still got the hots for him, and you have a cocktail,
pardon the expression Chris, that Mark's mother thinks was made in heaven.
She put Mark down at a table and explained the facts of life to him. She's
virtually given him an ultimatum that he has gotta haul this chick in. And,
you know as well as I do, that she has a few aces up her sleeve. Firstly,
that fucking apartment that Jerry used to have. Threaten Mark with the loss
of that and you got Mark eating outta your hand. Secondly, inform Mark that
when it comes to college there are two choices: he can go away to school or
attend the local shithouse." Chris thought to himself that he himself would
be destined to attend the "local shithouse".
Randy continued: "Mark, shall we say, has seen the light. He has a date with
Beth for tomorrow night and the courtship is due to begin. I figure you won't
be seeing too much of your boyfriend in future." Randy laughed. "And, in case
that upsets you dude, let me assure you, you are well rid of him. And, as you
know, there are plenty of guys around. Including, in brackets, me."
Chris's mind was in a turmoil and he thought to himself that it was clear
that pursuing Mark was pointless. As it was, he had his own bro's crew, and
Andy, Joey and Pauly to contend with. Now, Randy had thrown his hat in the
ring. Fuck Mark! he decided. Let him eat pussy and see how he liked that!
As they parted Randy said: "See you soon, dude!"
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After lunch that day Matt offered to shoot some hoops with Chris but,
although he was tempted, Chris decided he wanted to be alone and declined.
Never gets enough! was Matt's opinion.
Chris strolled down past the junior high school towards the skatepark. When
he arrived there he saw that it was a hive of activity. He sat down on one of
the grassbanks and watched the guys. Jesus! there are some cuties there, he
decided. They ranged in age from about 12 to 18. The age difference seemed to
have no effect; they were united in their pursuit of the craziness of
skating. Suddenly he felt his baseball cap being lifted and shoved back on
his head in reverse. He looked up and there stood Pauly grinning.
Pauly advised him laughing: "Mister Chris, when you are in my presence you
are to wear your cap backwards, OK?"
Chris couldn't help but laugh and said: "You got it, dude!"
Pauly asked: "What you doin here dude? Checking out the boys?"
"Somethin like that Pauly." Pauly smiled.
"Oh shit!" said Pauly. "Where are my manners? This here is my friend Tom."
indicating a kid his own age standing beside him. "We are both gonna be in
Grade 8 this year. The kings of junior high!"
Tom was a shy looking kid but cute: his boxers stuck out above his jeans and
his ass was hanging out below that. I said "Hi Tom." and he smiled a Hi in
return.
Pauly said: "Well, I guess we better get goin huh Tom?"
Tom replied: "Yea, time to move Pauly. But I gotta take a piss first."
They walked off towards the toilets but not before Pauly had given Chris a
big wink.
To be continued..
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